Video musicale
Video musicale
Crediti
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Andrew Austin
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andrew Austin
Songwriter
Testi
Go down to the stream but the fish aren't biting
I would be a wall if you would be the writing
We're still casting rods, there's no use in deciding
It's just another labor of love lost
We kick up the dust on that rusty dirt road
And swim as I swam in that watering hole
Stand back now Lord, watch me do the dives
The ground you made in there was so cold
You wanna call it an American town
But there's so many soldiers around
Shacked up in the most ancient of houses
Below the shit flows down
If it ain't this city
It's the house, it's the house
If it ain't this house
It's the town, it's the town
If it ain't this town
It's the curse in the ground and the sound
Found a new man you think is amazing
You can call him slow, don't call him lazy
For as long as you can you try to hide the crazy
It's just another labor of love lost
You wanna call it an American town
But there's so many soldiers around
Shacked up in the most ancient of houses
Below the shit flows down
If it ain't this city
It's the house, it's the house
If it ain't this house
It's the town, it's the town
If it ain't this town
It's the curse in the ground and the sound
If it ain't this city
It's the house, it's the house
If it ain't this house
It's the town, it's the town
If it ain't this town
It's the curse in the ground and the sound
Written by: Andrew Austin


